The Other Him
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
A/N: Yay! Welcome to my first fan fiction! I noticed that Miho stories are scarce so I decided to write one. Hope you like it.
"Bakura…" Miho blushed, muttering his name. "No, not Bakura." She didn't know what else to call him. "What should I call you?" She asked which caused him to raise his head from within her blouse.
"Hmm…I prefer Thief King but Bakura is just fine." He smirked at her. Miho looked away from him and pushed him away.
"We shouldn't do this here. Someone could catch us," she muttered. She was about to stand up from the chair when he grabbed her roughly and forced her to sit back down.
"If someone does catch us, I'll just send them away," he said, his smirk growing very wide. Miho shivered slightly. The way that he said that send an unpleasant chill up her spine. "Besides, it's never good to leave something unfinished, you know. Now be a good girl." His hand slid up her green uniform skirt. he slowly traced his finger up and down her thigh. She closed her eyes and blushed even more.
"D-don't! I don't want to do this anymore!" She screamed, her eyes tearing up. She was scared. Why did she agree to this? Was she that stupid? Was she that desperate for his touch?
"That's funny. That's the exact same thing my landlord's saying. 'No, don't do it! Don't hurt Nosaka-san!' I can't stop his pleadings. How annoying. Maybe your screams will drown out his voice." He slammed her body down on a desk and got on top of her, quickly covering her mouth with his hand. "Shh…Don't scream yet."
"MMM!" She let out a muffled scream. Her eyes widened. "Please stop!" She was screaming.
"Struggle even more. I love it. My landlord might not find you attractive but I think you're quite an attractive girl."
'I want to hear the real Bakura-kun saying that to me but he only thinks of me as a friend.' A tear slid down the side of her face. The other Bakura licked it up and coaxed her to stop crying. Desperately, she clutched onto him and gave in to him. This is not the real and gentle Bakura but she'll enjoy everything that he has to offer. She wrapped her arms around him, letting him explore her mouth with his tongue. His wild hair was surprisingly soft. It occasionally brushed up against her bare skin. Her nimble fingers ran through the silver strands.
Beggars can't be choosers. She lost her virginity to Bakura, no, the other Bakura.
The End